It's midnight.
Fu Shiyi used an invisibility technique and sneaked into the tiankeng in the backyard. Not far from the tiankeng is the stone room for retreat. Now Sanniang, Sixteenth Brother and Sixth Sister are all in retreat inside, so Fu Shiyi cannot Not more careful. As soon as she appeared, a familiar breath rushed up behind her.
There is no doubt that the person coming is his father.
Fu Shiyi threw out the Lianwu Magic Artifact Spaceship. After starting it, he took Fu Zhihong and landed under the sinkhole.
When the magic weapon was activated, there was a flash of spiritual light, and then it disappeared. The door of the stone chamber not far from the sinkhole also creaked slowly open, and the sixth sister walked out with a suspicious look on her face.
She reached the edge of the sinkhole and murmured softly:
"What's hidden under here?!"
The sixth sister looked down for a long time, then returned to the stone room and closed the stone door.
Under the sinkhole.
Fu Shiyi and Fu Zhihong were familiar with each other and passed by the two rows of boxwood trees at the entrance of the village. What they saw was a dense and green mulberry tree. Fu Zhihong was a little shocked when he saw these hundreds of acres of mulberry trees.
When you arrive at the entrance of the temple.
Fu Zhihong even cautiously took out the flying sword and held it in front of him.
San Bo came out from inside with a smile:
"Clan leader, it's been a long time! It's such a great joyous event that you succeeded in building the foundation. I didn't even have the chance to give you a proper congratulations. Please come in, please come in!"
Even though Fu Zhihong had already learned about it from Fu Shiyi.
The third uncle is already at the foundation building stage.
However, when I saw it with my own eyes, I still couldn't believe it. When I entered the temple and saw the phoenix statue, my pupils shrank sharply, and then I quickly covered up my strangeness and turned to chatting with San Bo about daily life. Come.
After half a cup of tea passed.
Fu Zhihong explained his purpose, and the third uncle nodded and said: "Since you, the clan leaders, have made the decision, I will tell you the things you need to pay attention to when taking medicine."
"First, there are not many blood spirit foxes in this blood sacrifice. There are four first-level ones, two second-level ones, and one third-level one."
The third level strength is already the same as that in the foundation building stage.
Fu Shiyi didn't expect that this blood sacrifice object would be of such a high level.
The Chang Ming River was on the edge of the Bloody Forbidden Land. If she and her father only relied on her and did not encounter foreign enemies, it would be okay, but if there was an emergency, it would be bad.
Sanbo continued:
"Second point, after the teleportation coffin sent you to the Changming River, I need ten days to recover my witchcraft power, so when the coffin appears again in the Changming River, it will be ten days later. Once the teleportation coffin appears, , no matter what you encounter, you must step into the coffin and return, otherwise unpredictable misfortune will occur. You must remember this!"
Fu Shiyi nodded hurriedly.
She couldn't bear to remember things that were related to her own life!
Except for the initial shock, Fu Zhihong had a calm face at this time. He waited until his third uncle had finished explaining the remaining points before he said:
"Third brother, if you open this teleportation coffin, what damage will it do to yourself?"
Sanbo didn't expect Fu Zhihong to ask such a question. After being stunned for a moment, he said gratefully:
"Hey, it won't do any damage, but it will only make you weak for a while."
The third uncle turned his head and looked at the Phoenix statue piously.
He smiled and said:
"As long as the Phoenix Temple is always there, I can recover slowly no matter how serious the injury is. You don't have to worry. However, this opening ceremony requires some time to prepare. You can go back and rest for five days and come down at the same time. .”
After discussing everything.
The third uncle took Fu Zhihong to visit the silkworm room. Because the third uncle was busy preparing for the opening ceremony of the teleportation coffin, Fu Shiyi asked him to go ahead and took Fu Zhihong to the backyard of the temple.
"Father, the six acres of spiritual mulberry trees in the shallows in front are of the second-grade top grade. Behind them is the mist of the barrier."
Fu Zhihong moved forward while listening to Fu Shiyi's introduction.
When passing by the scarecrow planted around the mulberry tree, he suddenly stopped.
Seeing this, Fu Shiyi explained: "These nearly a hundred scarecrows were planted by Sanbo a few years ago. At that time, there were a group of rice babies here who often played in the Lingmulberry tree."
It sounds strange.
Sanbo said it started last year.
The group of rice kids suddenly disappeared without a trace, just like they appeared out of nowhere. The third uncle searched the entire ruined village and couldn't find where they were hiding.
The weird thing is.
Whenever night falls, Sanbo can always hear the laughter and play of rice children.
But after coming out of the temple, I found nothing.
Fu Shiyi saw Fu Zhihong's expression slowly becoming serious, and his heart skipped a beat: "Father, what's wrong with these scarecrows?"
Fu Zhihong looked at the scarecrows quietly for a while.
Then he shook his head and said:
"There's nothing wrong, but I always feel like these scarecrows are a little weird?"
Weird?
Fu Shiyi was stunned for a moment. She scanned the scarecrow in front of her with her consciousness. It was just tied with straw and put on clothes and hats, so she didn't notice anything unusual.
"Let's go, it may be my own illusion. Let's go to the mist enchantment you mentioned."
Fu Zhihong originally wanted to take apart a scarecrow to study it.
But he raised his head and glanced at the blood moon.
I finally gave up the idea.
The mist barrier was just like what Fu Shiyi had seen last time. Fu Zhihong stood there and studied for a while, but he had no clue. Seeing that it was getting late, he called Fu Shiyi, and they returned from the ruined village together. A sinkhole.
Fu Zhihong watched Fu Shiyi return to Yanyang Courtyard.
Couldn't help but sigh.
The Changming River is dangerous, and if anyone else chooses, he naturally doesn't want Eleven to take the risk. Speaking of it, it seems that he has never really done anything for Eleven since she was a child.
His father was obviously negligent.
Fu Zhihong raised his head and glanced at the slowly descending full moon, and murmured: "Wan'er, please don't blame me."
........
For the trip to the Chang Ming River.
Fu Shiyi repaired for two days, and on the third day, both the sixth sister and the sixteenth brother came out of seclusion.
"Brother Sixteen, you are really good. This time, if you don't break through to the ninth level of Qi training, you won't come out. Hey, it's just a pity. This year's New Year's Eve dinner is more sumptuous than before."
Fu Shiyi saw that Brother Sixteen had broken through to the ninth level of Qi training and was sincerely happy for him.
As soon as Brother Sixteen came out of seclusion, he pulled Fu Shixi into the kitchen and asked Fu Shi to make up for the New Year's Eve dinner for him. Nowadays, the clan is not short of these dishes. It is rare that his father is also living in Guya. , Fu Shiyi happily prepared a sumptuous dinner with Brother Sixteen, talking and laughing.
After dinner.
Brother Sixteen was thinking about his spiritual wine. He threw away his chopsticks and was about to go to the basement, but Fu Zhihong stopped him and asked him to go to the Yunyayuan living room. Brother Sixteen looked at Fu Shiyi a little confused. The clan leader had never summoned him in private.
